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The four clans are fighting for their own level of powers and capabalities to rule the world. In order to raise their power, they need to do a quest in order to get their highest level of power. But because of misunderstanding, one secret enemy will eventually wakes up from its long sleep that will lead the world in chaos. So, the one who created them decided to choose their own Alpha’s to lead each of their clans to stop the awakening of their secret enemy called The Dark Lord. That will be the beginning of their battle. A female Alpha’s Love can only stop them from their battle that will give birth to the most powerful being on Earth exist.

For three years, I worked for my coworkers for free—designing, covering for their mistakes, cleaning up their messes. They used my work to get promoted, to win awards, even to run side jobs on the sly, and I never took a cent for any of it. Then I single-handedly landed the hardest client project the company had ever taken on and walked away with a hundred-thousand-dollar bonus. That was the day everyone lost their minds. The same people who'd leeched off me the hardest led the charge, cornering me at my desk and tearing into me in front of the whole office. "The whole concept for that project was a team effort. What gives you the right to keep the bonus for yourself?" "Your work has always been garbage. That free labor of yours was never worth anything anyway!" Worse, they spent the whole night digging up old grievances, stitching together every minor slip-up they could find, and spreading rumors through the entire company—that I'd stalled projects, that my work was worthless, that I'd tanked the department's numbers. Finally, they gave me an ultimatum. "Either split the entire bonus with the department, or pay us two hundred thousand dollars for our trouble. Take your pick." Even the department manager tried to smooth things over, telling me, "We're all colleagues here. You've already got a big bonus—taking a small loss won't kill you. Don't be so difficult about it." Wonderful. So three years of quietly covering for everyone had just produced a pack of lazy, credit-stealing backstabbers. Since they wanted to gang up on the one person who'd always played fair, fine. I was going to lay out three years of original files, timestamps, and proof of exactly who'd done the work—all of it, all at once. And what none of them knew was that the special project behind my bonus was an AI system built to replace every single one of them.

My eyes trailed down their long smooth legs in front of me, and I can imagine how they’d be trembling after I'm done f*ucking the hell out of them. “So…what decisions have you both made?” I coldly asked, indifferently crossing my legs to cover my monster which had been throbbing with desire. My two beautiful secretaries looked at each other, but said nothing. I chuckled, then stood up, walking towards them at a gentle pace, “You both don't want to lose your jobs, right?” I stopped in front of Amela, my blonde beauty. I tipped her chin up and my finger trailed down to her neck and then lower until I got to that spot I have been thinking about—Her pointy full b*oobs. “You both should make your decision. Lose your jobs, or… Give your bodies to me for a month.” *** This is an unapologetically steamy erotica collection with different erotica stories that would surely leave you breathless, aching, secretly dripping, and coming for more Don’t say I didn’t warn you… Get ready to d*rip. And oh, don’t forget your popcorn.

"What even are the specs on this thing?" My coworker Zack slid it back across the desk, frowning hard. I was still fixing a design draft and barely looked up. "Latest model. Core Ultra 9, RTX 5090, 128 gigs of RAM. Why?" "No shot." Zack shook his head. "I opened Photoshop and it froze for, like, three minutes straight. My busted three-year-old laptop runs better than this. And look." He tapped the bottom panel. "There are screwdriver marks back here. Looks like somebody opened it up and slapped it back together." My chest tightened. I grabbed the laptop and flipped it over. Two fresh scratches sat near the vent. The edges looked like they'd been pried up. I went still. Three months ago, when my cousin borrowed it, the laptop had been perfectly fine.

Ten years with Don Maximus. I went from the crazy girl who demanded his "undying loyalty" at gunpoint to Chicago's perfect Donna. When Maximus took the casino's hottest stripper to his private room, I didn't lose my mind. Instead, I tossed the woman the keys to a Manhattan penthouse. When Maximus's new flame threw a tantrum at a yacht party, I didn't bat an eye. Instead, after she slapped a waiter in a fit of pique, I made the police problem go away. When Maximus fought with one of his girls, I'd even send her a limited-edition Birkin to smooth things over. And today, Maximus is busy fucking his hot new toy in the study, while another pregnant mistress stands on the estate's rooftop, threatening to jump just to see him. And I'm still the one in my red-bottom heels, calmly going to clean up his mess. The mistress screamed, desperate. "I'm not having this baby! Get Maximus!" I took a sip of my wine, my voice bored. "He's busy today. You have the baby, and I'll make sure seven figures show up in your offshore account." My indifference set her off. She grabbed my wrist, her grip like iron. "You're pathetic, Angelina! There was a time he wouldn't even look at another woman because of you. He slaughtered an entire family for you. When you were shot, he knelt in the pouring rain outside a church, begging God to take his life for yours! But now? You can't even get into his bed. All you can do is stand here and play the gracious Donna!" Her nails left red marks on my skin, but the smile on my face didn't crack. Did she really think a little drama would change anything? I wasn't playing the gracious Donna. I was just done. And I was finally ready to let Maximus go.

My name is 504F and I was born a science experiment, property of the company I was born to. I was special though to begin with I didn’t understand why or how. I just wanted to live and be free. But the day they decided it was too much for me to even have that, is the day I went on the run. It’s also the day where the fight for my families freedom began. Join me on my discovery of my powers, as I figure out just who I am meant to be.